The female student took a defensive pose and stood there for a while. She began to lose her patience when I didn’t attack.

“If you’re not going to attack, then… please excuse my rudeness.”

Once she finished her sentence, she leaped up and sent a revolving kick towards my chest.

Damn, what a ruthless attack. She may be reserved, but her attacks are not reserved at all!

I didn’t even have the strength to dodge as I watched her bare foot coming towards me. I was exhausted and leaned against the vinyl ropes to prepare to take her hit.

But although her strike was proficient, I could tell she was lacking in a certain area after my battle with young master Xu.

And that is Zanshin.

Zanshin originates from kendo and refers to one’s ability to return back into proper posture after an attack.

A certain kendo master used a full cup of tea as an example. If he turns the teacup upside down, the tea would naturally pour out, but there would still be droplets remaining in the cup, and that is Zanshin.

Not only was young master Xu’s attacks stronger, he also had an endless variety of follow-up attacks. That’s why I couldn’t really use Yin Yang Sanshou and had to fight to the death with berserk mode.

I leaned against the railing and only had enough strength to move my arms. I couldn’t dodge at all, but it feels bad to take the hit without doing anything. I recalled the feeling of when I practice with gramps. I raised my left hand languidly and set it in the predicted path of movement of her ankles.

I didn’t necessarily have to use force against force, mainly because I didn’t even have the strength left to exert any force. Right when our skin came into contact, I immediately used my body as a guide to shift her strength towards the vinyl ropes I was leaning against. The ropes immediately ‘counterattacked’.

I did the same as previously and guided the strength from the ropes back onto the young girl’s ankles. She screamed out with shock and turned pale from the fact I sent her flying with one hand.

When the surrounding students saw her beautiful attack and my dejected appearance, they all thought she would easily win a round and recover from the fact their instructor Wu was KO’ed. No one expected me to easily send back the young girl’s flying kick with a flick of my arm.

They people all stopped cheering and began whispering among themselves:

“What’s that strange martial art? I even saw both his feet trembling, but how could he exert that much force…”

“Could it be a superpower….”

“Shut up, you read too many comics.”

“Ah, a tiny amount of strength for a lot of power… it’s Taichi! It’s the first time I’ve seen Taichi in an actual fight.”

I really wanted to yell out “Screw Taichi, is Taichi the only thing you know. Pretty much all other martial arts knows how to use Hua Jin and Fa Jin!” in stead of gramps.

But gramps already told me numerous times he doesn’t recognize me as a disciple and I can’t recognize him as my master. I’m not even allowed to mention the name Yin Yang Sanshou to others.

The female student looked at me with doubt after she regained her balance with some difficulty. I still looked like I was half dead.

She clenched her teeth and inched closer to me. This time she sent me a straight kick instead of a revolving kick. She abruptly sent a kick towards my waist with her heels as she leaned her upper body slightly backward.

This attack is even crueller than the last! This girl might look reserved, but she’s actually extremely competitive. Did she fly into a rage after failing one attack?

But for a Yin Yang Sanshou practitioner, the more rage your attacks contain, the easier it is for me to bring you into my movements.

I once again clutched the ropes with my right hand and set my left hand open on her predicted path of travel. When we came into contact, it was as if my hand and her foot were repulsed by each other. The two traveled closer towards my abdomen until the back of my hand was already stuck against my stomach. She had a joyful expression because it seemed her attack had connected.

I tightened my abdomen and transferred her force behind me.

It seems the ropes played a huge role again this time as all her power was returned back to her and sent her flying. Before her foot left my hands, I played a prank and tickled the bottom of her foot.

What’s even worse is that from an outsider’s point of view, it looks like I used my abs to reflect her attack.

The female student lost her balance in mid-air and fell down sprawled out on all fours. She made an annoying yet lovable cry from the ground. I think her real personality is partially leaking out.

“Let’s switch.” A tall and muscular man who had a full beard spoke to the female student.

Damn, how old are you? If you’re over 18 go to Auntie Ren to meet your death!

Currently, Auntie Ren was leaning against the ropes on the neighboring stage and watching my moves with a face full of suspicion.

“I’m not switching.” the female student said stubbornly, “I’ve never lost this badly before. I have to beat him no matter what.”

She said as she ran towards me.

Hey… your too close! Even though Taekwondo does have some fist techniques, are you actually going to use your fists? Young master Xu did his best to keep his distance from me.

The female student already grabbed onto my shirt before I could respond. She raised her knee and sent it flying at my lower abdomen.

A knee strike? It is a valid move in Taekwondo, but isn’t the place your aiming at a bit….?

It was an emergency and I didn’t have any experience using Yin Yang Sanshou in a grapple. In a panic, I made a quick-witted decision and used my height and weight as an advantage to hug around her neck. Then, I let my weary body naturally fall forwards.

She originally thought I was trying to break free so she pulled harder on my shirt. She wasn’t able to respond quickly enough and she was flattened under me on top of the stage.

Her knee strike was also powerless because she had no support. She fell with her legs apart as if she was allowing me in.

“You… pervert.” her face was flushed red and she struggled to break free.

“Get off of me. Don’t get so close, you reek of sweat.”

I swear it’s not on purpose, I’m just way to tired. I really want to sleep… the cushion under me right now is really soft, but why does it keep shaking.

After watching me fall on top of the female student and refusing to get up, the students below cursed at me angrily:

“Are you trying to do a challenge or act like a pervert? If you don’t stop, I’m going to call the police.”

“Why call the police, let’s all beat him until his mother won’t even recognize him anymore.”

I thought in a daze that Ai ShuQiao actually might not recognize me. You guys don’t have to move a muscle since I never had a mother that would recognize me in the first place.

I suddenly heard Auntie Ren yell from the neighboring stage: “If you guys have to guts to gang up on Ye Lin, then he and I will fight all of you.”

It seems Auntie Ren could tell I was too exhausted and I wasn’t laying on top of the female student on purpose. Otherwise, she would be the first to teach me a lesson as my mother-in-law.

I tired to support myself up with my arms so I could let her out, but I lost strength halfway and fell back down again.

I hit her pretty hard this time and she let out an “Ahhh~~hhhh” scream.

Don’t make sounds that would cause misunderstandings. We’re already in an awkward position, if you stretch out a scream like that, it would make it seems as if we’re filming an AV.

The female student was in an extremely uncomfortable position. She didn’t care about my sweat anymore and began to bite, claw, and scratch me. She did everything she could to try and get out from under me. It actually had some effect as her loose uniform opened up a bit right around her chest area.

Fuck, I became energetic the instant I saw them, two white rabbits even whiter than her uniform! She’s not even wearing a bra under her uniform!

It doesn’t seem like something a reserved person would do. Even someone as extroverted as Xiong YaoYue would usually wear a sports bra. Are you purposely not wearing a bra among all these boys so you can become the center of attention?

According to Eunuch Cao: she would be consider a wild girl on the inside.

Auntie Ren couldn’t keep watching anymore. She jumped onto the stage and rolled me away like I was a dead fish and saved the female student.

The female student tidied up her uniform, then hesitated a bit. It seems she felt she exposed too much of her true personality and it might not be favorable for her among the boys, so she began to sob.

“I, I was bullied~”

The boys in the front row were all itching to jump in and peel off my skin to comfort the female student.

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